Intertwining their fingers, Kris Cooper held her small hand, pressing it onto the bed as he bent down once more to kiss her.
Hand in hand, their fingers laced together, under the sunlight, the wedding ring on his ring finger shone brilliantly.
"I’ve asked Tommy Taylor to prepare a certificate of singlehood for ..." His voice, muffled yet clearly discernible, reached her ears as he whispered into them while kissing her. "Once the docunt is in order, we can get married!"
"Mhm!"
With a husky voice, she agreed, lifting her other arm to embrace his neck. Closing her eyes, she reveled in his passionate warmth.
...
After their tender mont, the man still held her in his arms. He took her small, ringed hand, brought it to his lips for a light kiss, and then tightened his embrace once more.
"Vera, I’ve waited so long for this day!"
Originally, they had agreed that when she returned with the necessary docunts, they would quietly register their marriage. But she never ca back.
It wasn’t until today that these two rings, which he had prepared long ago, were finally on their respective fingers.
He had waited a full six years for this day!
All the emotions and hardships he had endured during that ti now seed insignificant.
She was here, in his arms, wearing his wedding ring, and would soon be registering for marriage with him... Thinking of all this, only sweetness and happiness remained deep in his heart.
Vera Wave, naturally unaware of his innermost secrets, pressed her face against his chest. Listening to his strong heartbeat as she lightly held his waist, her own heart filled with a similar sweetness.
Even though she hadn’t known him for long, she always felt a sense of regret for not eting him sooner, as if she had known him her entire life. Perhaps, this was the power of love.
As he lightly stroked her soft, long hair, Kris Cooper’s voice was deep.
"I feel so lucky!"
Initially, he had no intention of returning to his ho country. For so many years, he had insisted on staying in the city where they first t, fantasizing that one day he might encounter her again at so banquet. Later, he couldn’t ignore his mother’s persistent nagging, and several of his close friends had also returned to their ho country to develop their careers. After much deliberation, he finally decided to return.
Just a few days after his return, he unexpectedly bumped into her. More surprising was that she was the one who approached him first.
If this wasn’t luck, what was?!
"That’s nothing!" She lifted her small face. "Compared to what? I know soone who’s the absolute luckiest person in history!"
"Who?" he asked with a smile.
Her small hand turned and pointed at her own face.
"!"
eting such a wonderful man when I was at my lowest, soone who doted on so much... If this wasn’t luck, what was?
Vera Wave propped herself up slightly and tapped his chest with her finger.
"You can’t beat when it cos to luck, because I have the handsost, gentlest, most doting, coolest, and most domineering husband in all of history!" She interlocked their fingers, cradling his ringed hand in her own palm. With a smug look, she declared, "Hmph! With Kris by my side, the world is mine. Do you dare compete with ?"
Gazing at her adorable expression, he was inadvertently reminded of many years ago.
She used to be just like this, liking to draw a little figure in her own palm and write his na beside it.
"Kris, I want to hold you in my palm forever."
"Kris Cooper, you’re trapped by now! From now on, you’ll just have to slave away for !" the young woman said, playfully hooking his chin. "As long as you’re obedient, your little mistress will take good care of you!"
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